“No flashlights in eyes, Parker,” said his daddy.Â We were investigating with our little grandson. Holding a flashlight to Grampa’s hair and making him the fiery redhead of his youth (more or less.) Yes! Holding a small one under my chin: “Grandma’s funny!” (Mostly he liked to say Grampa, so getting a Grandma and a compliment too was a real coup.) Parker’s toy truck with the flashlit-up front was good, but he wanted one our size and type and went running for his daddy’s (who wasn’t so sure about how good an idea this was. Oh oops.Â His was heavy.)

We played light wars. Super nebulae camera-to-camera (slightly offset on our end). A Tonka digger truck excavated his daddy’s heavy one from where Parker had put it down and he pushed it across the couch cushion while he told us all about it. That little toddler who was so shy about trying out his early words around us last October? He’s talking paragraphs on pages now.

And we wore him out with all the playing and talking and lifting and lighting and it was time for bed. Night night!

I can bet g-ma and g-pa were ready for beddy bye too!! They can wear a person out just trying to keep up. But they are so huggable. My Great grand niece is just starting to get mobile, it’s a new adventure every day.

Skype is so good for Grammys and Pop-Pops over here, too! With our Peanut, when E walks away for a moment, she now shouts, “Come back, Pop-Pop!,” very deliberately! Technology is so good in this way…glad you all had fun!